This view of the mountain puts me in mind
of another view, of a different mountain.
Recollection, the cement plant, voyage
alone in the misty isles
off the coast of Scotland, an error.
This view of the mountain put me in mind
of a different view, another mountain. I rose up its side
a shade up a glade
a glen in a vale
mist in a fog
descent all but
That was ten years ago.
That was ages
in front of us now
A different mountain.
How can I buy
a piece of it.